Called my friends who are holed up in a new house (new means built with extreme hurricane standards) in Melbourne, FL, and they’re getting pretty tired of how damn slow the hurricane is getting. Might not even hit until tomorrow now. They say the winds have already uprooted some trees around the house (there goes my magnolia tree). They’re keeping good humor, but you know they’re going to go stir crazy soon.
I now work in a cube farm (used to share an office) and one wall is a big window. Right next to this building is a trailer park. Damn, the building is probably going to get pelted with trailers like they were pebbles… and that building had just been refurnished and everything. My guess is they’ll just have us work around the trailers stuck in the wall. I just hope there isn’t any rednecks with shotguns inside who don’t like anyone coming near their homes, because then that’ll be annoying every time I head for the coffee pot.
BTW, SarahK is a meanie and a liar. I only hypothesized putting the cat in the lamp. I then asked her, “Do you know what she’d say if I put her in the lamp?”
And SarahK was enthraled. “What? What would she say? I must know!”
“Meeeeow!” What do you think she’d say, goofy goof? Them cats have a limited vocabulary. It’s like SarahK thought her cat might say, “Oh, what a predicament I’m in, up here in this lamp. What in the world shall I do?”
Man, I’m getting tired of this hurricane coverage. I want the hear more about Kobe Bryant or some other celebrity trial! And what is Kerry saying? I must hear Kerry’s wisdom!
Oh, and if you need some entertainment, check out Democratic Underground reacting to the latest poll numbers. What a bunch of muckadoos.
Hope everyone is having a fun Labor Day weekend… or an extremely sheltered one considering your location. Later, ronin.